Now that the hot summer weather has abated and soup season approaches, my thoughts turn to the Dupont Circle Farmers Market. With delcious fruit and veg from neighboring Maryland and Virginia and nearby Pennsylvania and West Virginia all year long, you might ask why I would avoid the market during the height of the summer. Easy, I hate the heat. You add that to the pushy, Type A yuppies that DC is full of and it is a recipe for me being extremely unhappy. I wish I had a less lame excuse, but there it is.

So this morning I got my butt out there and came home laden with fresh veggies. Now the trick is to acutally use them instead of letting them rot away. Sometimes easier said than done.